Mikkey Ah King Pin's 10, Inglewood I'm Mikkey Chi-Town, Listen, got nigga?
I got a trouble find in the kitchen and they cooking it row feams like stitches with the hooker in they chow Fuck the law, man, I'm for cooking it row the cops just chill, I got something for y'all
I got a Bentley and the and they sittin on 'em daters I got a hot power lawyer with the retater South-South, Westside, man, I own my Got judges on my pay roll [Incomprehensible]
with my game, I ball with the best Birdman, Down-South, 10 out West Fuck with my money, put to put the mack to yo' war? I take it there or rather tattooed to there
See them Cash Money niggas, how can I iced 'em Cooking coke from the pill-up, it's got a like 'em You know a nigga wheel slip, I got a wife him You heard a Jordan right, I got a life like him
I'ma mothafuckin' hustla, y'all the game Chi-Town Mikkey Flow, y'all my name Game is risky but a nigga died the fame And live life, broken hungry out here, cracking for
a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and But the thing it dream, it ain't all watta seem
a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles triple feams So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and But the thing it dream, it ain't all watta seem
When it comes to drugs, these ain't get none but fo' Oh square ass and full of brains are sold I know 'em Feds is on heat but I give a fuck I'm so deep in the game like my name is stuck
From crack, then likey is a suggestion of sell I gives a fuck, who ya and disso skell I live life like a King Pin but raw I'm the richest gang them niggas ever saw
I with ya belly from Toyota with the biggest and soda Pirates po's full of peppers and crack I'ma dealer and I got coke scrilla My crew can sit to at X-Cons and killas
And my bitches is who bomb, head and coochie Rockin' props, the fades, the pump boochie First statis, rolo, when I came to the door? And now it's Bentleys, and meats to the floor
Kickin' gears on Parley's, while the straight screen And I had a on lock, since I was fifteen Mack Sapranos, the of unforgiven And a job, 'cause dope money is how I'm living
It's a King Dream, coke and feminines Belley's on beams, got scuffles with triple feams So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta
It's a King Pin's Dream, and feminines Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with feams So, busting out the scene, guns, and beems But the about it dream, it ain't all watta seem
My homey got marries, so, you know we slipping Two hoes, two Bentleys, you we ain't dipping Lifestyle, drug dealing, you know we trippin' Got killas on the row, you know we ain't
Tote trucks of bricks, you know we ain't chickens New cars, broads, you know we been pimpin' Bitch stars, body bars, we and missing Big cars, superstars, wheels gon' spinning
honeys, bug stunt, 'cause the money we spending Planty and warehouse, tinning piece for chicken Riot guns 'em up, for this life that I'm living PO partners doin time, my homeboy miss me
The Feds, big trippin', they failed me to get me 10 re-shout, 'til ya homey my nigga King Pin, Big Tymin', dealing my nigga Transport and cocaine and statelines my
It's a King Pin's Dream, coke and on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams So, out the scene, guns, scopes and beems But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta
a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with feams So, busting out the scene, guns, and beems But the thing it dream, it ain't all watta seem
This is y'all Ol' Tymers niggas, y'all H-dash play, right The liquor is a lifestyle of a drug nigga, y'understand It ain't twenty-two's is it's twenty-five's nigga, what? Even chicken the hood to the mothafuckin' living ride
Y'knowwhatI'msayin', getcha nigga, come in my project see my crib We got .14, for sashie, all the best up and the best nigga It ain't none gon' stop my We cooking in the kitchen my nigga, y'understand
come outside stunt boy, unless you got it right boy Y'knowwhatI'msayin', money hot boy and we doin' this nigga Life, life, hot, hot, we got this hot, hot we got hot, hot We got hot, hot we on fire, don't fuck